Sunday, 11 January 2009

FLO

For all i knew Flo was the most dangerous person i had ever come in contact with. Aside from the fact that he came in grew up with a brother in the game, he also was some sort of natural. To deal with him meant we had to bring to fort all our experience.
Flo already had an army of his own. He had never for once made us doubt his capabilities. We all did nopt have a problem with treating Flo's fuck up, Ice was the one we worried about. Being Flo's elder brother, Ice had a tough time readying his mind. We had to teach Flo a lesson and fast too.

On the D-Day we got to Flo's lair all prepped up and ready for whatever, this was going to to be ultimate showdown between two brothers, Ice and Flo. What we met was much more than we could handle. The sheer number of Flo's army was intimidating, their demeanor cold take the heart out of us, the legendary mercenaries. As far as we knew we were already defeated, but accepting defeat before fighting was not our way. We had to fight even if it meant losing our lives it was worth it for our honour's sake. 

"Leave the goons for us, Go handle your brother" I said, Ice acknowledged my statement with a nod. With that he fought his way quickly towards Flo upstairs while we took care of things downstairs. It was the fight that saw us fight as though tomorrow did not exist. Blood, teeth all over the floor. The smell of death loomed large in the air. I never thought i would ever fear death; this day i did. Screams of pain emanating from all directions. A saying in the hood said f you wanted to know a man for who he truly is see him when he is at the brink of death. I saw men and boys that very day. Within an hour we saw Flo in the distance carrying his brother in his hands all bloodied up. We stood there rooted to the spot everyone also stopped fighting because we knew that those whom the fight really concerned had finally ended it. We, the legends of the hood those whom the totem of strength had bourne for years had finally fallen. Fallen never to rise again. We took Ice to the hospital. His recovery was slow, but like the rest of us he never recovered from the defeat.

We all left the game together, defeated but consoled in the thought that we bowed out with a good fight, one that would always be remembered in the history of the hood for life. I went on to the University, so did Bode, Bayo and Lanre before he met his death at the hands of some cultists. Ice however, had o other life outside the game, so he stuck to it. His got a daughter and a god house though.

Seems like life is just as it is, you win some you lose some. I have learnt to take anything that life throws my way. No matter the situation my cell experience will always see me through. i have had to deal with difficult situations. As the saying goes there is nothing new under the sun. as long as i am under that sun I am alright.